Job 30:15-31
Job’s Prosperity Becomes Calamity

15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

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16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

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17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

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18 By the great force [of my disease] is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

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19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.

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20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me [not].

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21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

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22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride [upon it], and dissolvest my substance.

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23 For I know [that] thou wilt bring me [to] death, and [to] the house appointed for all living.

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24 Howbeit he will not stretch out [his] hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

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25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was [not] my soul grieved for the poor?

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26 When I looked for good, then evil came [unto me]: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.

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27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.

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28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, [and] I cried in the congregation.

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29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.

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30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

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31 My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.

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